ushernet Chapter 236 Hello, I am the new teacher
Chapter 236 Hello, I am the new teacher
Chapter 236 Hello, I am the new teacher
"Digging sweet potatoes with bare hands?" Zhang Song squatted in the sweet potato field, lifted up the sweet potato leaves, and looked at the land below that had been expanded by the sweet potatoes.
"Did I tell you I'd give it to you?" Li Xiaoyue rolled her eyes at him. She turned to look at Zhao Jiamin, "Jiamin, I'll dig some sweet potatoes for you to take back. This stuff tastes better when baked on the stove..."
"No, there's no way to light a fire in the dormitory..."
"Okay, after strolling around for a while, I'll send you out of school."
Zhang Song was left out and felt unhappy. "Well, what are we doing in the fields?"
"Look at the harvest scene. I like it here very much. I will come here whenever I have time..." Li Xiaoyue took a deep breath. "I don't have to go to class today. I will get the cart and dig up all the sweet potatoes. These are improved varieties. There are both old and new varieties..."
"Let us help you dig," Zhao Jiamin suggested.
"No, this is no problem for me. Come on, I'll take you back and borrow a cart and a shovel."
Qiu Huoming followed them with a bamboo basket. He turned around and saw Zhang Song pulling a sweet potato leaf in his hand. He asked, "Aren't your hands sticky?"
Sweet potato leaves can be considered a dish. Qiu Huoming often picked them when he was a child. The juice of this thing is very sticky.
"My mother... maybe she..." Zhang Song's eyes flashed with confusion. "I don't remember what she looked like, but I still remember her voice. When I was a child, she often coaxed me to sleep by singing some folk songs from our village..."
Li Xiaoyue was a little bit unbelievable. "There were women who ran away from our village too. They were all beaten and ran away. They came back not long after. In the past few years, without a letter of introduction, you couldn't go far. The most you could do was go back to your parents' home."
"I don't know if I'll be going out on Saturday yet. If I come to see you, I'll come to your dormitory to find you in advance."
After bidding farewell to Li Xiaoyue, Qiu Huoming and the other two walked out of the gate of the Agricultural College and headed east along Wushan Road.
"My condolences." Li Xiaoyue said somewhat embarrassedly.
Zhang Song shook his head. "It has nothing to do with you. I just don't remember it. I'll ask around when we get back to the village."
"What will you do if it turns out that things are different from what your father said?" Zhao Jiamin asked.
Zhang Song straightened his back and said, "I can barely prepare a table of dishes. My father usually doesn't let me go to the fields, so I learned to cook when I was idle at home..."
When Qiu Huoming heard the word Wenquxing, he couldn't help but laugh. He turned his head and asked, "What about your brother?"
"No need. The dormitory manager has a bucket. I can borrow it for a while and then send two persimmons to her later..."
"I..." Zhang Song was even more confused.
Qiu Huoming secretly felt fortunate that although his father was not very realistic, he cared deeply about his mother. His mother was also very dedicated to the children in the family. Although his family was poor when he was a child, he still felt very happy.
Zhang Song glared at Li Xiaoyue and said, "My dad..." After he squeezed out these words, he suddenly fell silent.
"A fortune teller in the village said that I was a literary star... so he devoted himself to supporting my studies..."
Soon, several people walked to the main road of the school, and Zhao Jiamin said, "Xiaoxiao, you go ahead and do your work. We know each other here."
"My dad said she thinks my family is poor..."
Zhang Song threw the leaves away after hearing this. "I picked them subconsciously. It's a pity that there is no kitchen here. Otherwise, I could have prepared a table full of dishes..."
At the entrance of the library, Zhang Song separated from the two of them. Qiu Huoming carried a bamboo basket and sent Zhao Jiamin back to the dormitory. "Do you want to buy a pot?" Qiu Huoming asked, pointing at the persimmons.
"Everyone in the village said she was a bad person, and I believed it, but I... I can't find any memory of her being bad to me..."
There are very few people getting divorced these days. The most divorced people are the educated youth who returned to the city...
As they were about to reach the entrance of the Institute of Technology, Zhang Song suddenly spoke up, "I want to know the truth."
Zhao Jiamin sighed. She had seen a lot of things during the years she spent in the countryside. She was an outsider, so a bystander could see things more clearly.
“My two younger brothers and my father are working as farmers in the countryside.”
Li Xiaoyue hesitated for a moment, then looked up and said, "I'm sorry, I'm not very careful with my words..."
"What do you doubt?" Qiu Huoming asked back.
Li Xiaoyue tried to hold back but finally couldn't hold it back any longer. She asked, "Your mother...why did she want to leave?"
"She's not dead, she just ran away... Why are you mourning?"
"There is no woman in our family." Zhang Song said with a smile: "My mother left after giving birth to my younger brother..."
"Okay, then I'll go back and have some time to play..."
The two chatted for a few minutes before dispersing.
As I was walking, I suddenly heard Zhang Song's hesitant voice, "Why have I never doubted it before..."
Qiu Huoming patted his shoulder. No wonder this man had low emotional intelligence. In an environment where there was no woman in charge, it was already good enough to be like this.
Qiu Huoming nodded, "Just do what you want to do, your mother is not an outsider..."
"You too. Our School of Engineering has a movie on Saturday. Do you want to come and see it? I'll treat you..." Zhao Jiamin asked.
Qiu Huoming tried to smooth things over, "Don't ask. Zhang Song was just a child at that time. What would he know?"
"You think your family is poor, but you still gave birth to three boys for your father?"
"It's not easy. Few boys know how to cook."
"Your family...your family is already in such a situation, wouldn't it be good to have one more laborer? Why doesn't your father let you go to the fields?" Li Xiaoyue asked puzzledly.
Zhang Song thought for a while and said, "I'll save some money and find a wife for each of them. The villagers are envious of our family now."
Li Xiaoyue turned around and asked in surprise: "Can you cook?"
"Just need to get some hot water back..."
"I'll take you back to the dormitory later. Go upstairs and take the thermos down. I'll fill it with hot water and bring it back to you." Qiu Huoming suggested.
"Row……"
"You seem to have something on your mind?"
"Did you see it?"
“It’s too obvious.”
Zhao Jiamin reached out and touched her cheek, whispering, "Didn't I say before that there is a witch in the village who specializes in reading fortunes for people? She was beaten up by her husband's family in her early years, and over time, she became a little crazy..."
"Later, I suddenly learned to see things..."
"I wonder if she's pretending to be crazy?"
"She helped me...but I never did anything for her..." Zhao Jiamin looked a little depressed.
"Then let's find a chance to go see her," Qiu Huoming comforted.
"Okay, call my uncle. Although he often says that he hates that place, but... I think he still misses it." Zhao Jiamin's brows relaxed slightly.
"I want to learn how to drive, so that I can take you wherever you want to go in the future..." Qiu Huoming said.
Zhao Jiamin rolled her eyes at him and said, "I can learn too, I don't need you to send me."
"Women in the new era are different. Women hold up half the sky." Qiu Huoming smiled and gave her a thumbs up.
"Okay, stop talking nonsense. I'll go up first. Wait for a moment while I bring the thermos down..."
Zhao Jiamin went upstairs carrying a bamboo basket, and soon brought the thermos down, "Put the water here with the dormitory manager, I'll come down to get it..."
"okay."
Qiu Huoming turned around and left with the thermos.
After all these things were done, Qiu Huoming did not return to the dormitory, but went to Building 1.
Today is a weekday, and everyone is still in class at this time. Qiu Huoming walked to the department office as if he was familiar with the place. He knocked on the door, and a strange voice came from inside, "The door is not locked, come in by yourself."
There is something indescribably strange about the pronunciation of Mandarin.
Qiu Huoming pushed open the door and looked around. Teacher Xu was not there, probably because he had gone to class. There was an extra desk near the window. Behind the desk sat a young man about 30 years old.
He has fair skin, wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, has a crew cut, light eyebrows and delicate features, and is typing on the keyboard. Qiu Huoming takes a closer look and realizes that this is the computer that Teacher Xu treasures so much!
The man saw him come in, stopped what he was doing and asked, "Are you looking for Teacher Xu? He's out substituting for the class and won't be back for another ten minutes. You can go sit in his seat for a while."
"Oh, okay, thank you teacher." Qiu Huoming said politely and sat directly opposite Teacher Xu's desk.
Seeing that he had sat down, the man shifted his gaze back and continued typing on the keyboard.
"Teacher, are you new here?" After sitting there for a few minutes, Qiu Huoming suddenly asked.
The man was probably busy, and he didn't even raise his head. "I just started working..."
"This computer of yours..."
Before Qiu Huoming finished his question, the man stopped what he was doing again and responded with a smile: "Do you know this is a computer?"
Qiu Huoming almost spat out a mouthful of blood when he heard this. Before he could reply, the man started talking again, "I didn't expect that the Institute of Engineering had such a good thing. Before, they took me to see the half-finished giant in the basement. I thought we had entered some secret base..."
"Are you talking about the Russian translation machine?" Qiu Huoming had heard Professor Li from the University of Science and Technology mention it.
"You know this too. You are not a freshman. This machine was blocked two years ago."
"I'm a freshman, and I've heard about this."
"I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Sid Wong. You can also call me Sid Wong. This is my name in the beautiful country."
It’s hard to tell that Huang Xide has a very unconventional way of thinking.
"Oh, I see. Teacher Huang, you just returned to China, right?"
"Yes, the domestic construction needs us, so we came back..." As he spoke, he took off his glasses and rubbed his eyebrows. "I didn't expect that the country is so backward. Fortunately, there is still such a guy..." He said while touching the computer in front of him which had begun to heat up lovingly.
Qiu Huoming was stunned when he heard this, and before he could say anything, the door was pushed open.
Teacher Xu walked in quickly with the handouts in hand. "Oh, you two have met before!"
"Then I won't have to ask you to come here specially..." Teacher Xu walked to his seat and threw the lecture notes on the table. "Xiao Huang, he is the student named Qiu Huoming that I mentioned. He is also the monitor of our Radio 1 class..."
Huang Xide then stood up. His height was definitely considered tall in China, about 1 meters, and his clothes were straight. He walked a few steps and stretched out his hand towards Qiu Huoming.
Qiu Huoming quickly stood up, took a step forward and shook his hand, "I've heard a lot about you, I've heard a lot about you..."
"Puchi~" Huang Xide laughed and said with a hint of childishness: "You stole my line."
Teacher Xu was also very amused. "Huo Ming, you look so old-fashioned. I don't know who you learned this from."
"Hey, as I said last time, there is a teacher who wants to go to Shencheng with you. It's him."
"Teacher Huang, are you also from Shenhai?" Qiu Huoming asked curiously.
"My ancestral home is here. My grandfather is still alive and still lives in Shenhai."
Teacher Xu explained: "This is his first time back home, and he is not familiar with many situations in China. Huo Ming, you can give him more advice..."
Qiu Huoming then understood where his strange accent came from. It turned out that this man was an overseas Chinese who grew up abroad.
“It’s not easy. Teacher Huang is a top student who graduated from MIT. He never forgot his bloodline, gave up his high-paying job abroad, and took the trouble to return to China to serve his motherland…” Before Teacher Xu finished praising his career, he saw Huang Xide waving his hands repeatedly.
He laughed and said, "Not really, not really. I wasn't a top student. I played too hard and almost didn't graduate. My father sent me back. If I didn't go back, he would have disowned me..."
A rare trace of embarrassment appeared on Teacher Xu's face. This Huang Xide was good in every way except the way he spoke, which was too direct. He didn't mind it, but he was afraid of meeting some face-conscious people. If he was confronted one day, and then he clamored to return home, that would be terrible.
Qiu Huoming suppressed his laughter. Huang Xide turned his gaze towards him and said, "I heard that you wrote a paper..."
Teacher Xu added: "It has not been officially published yet. I will announce it when it is officially published."
"Oh, I understand, I understand." Huang Xide patted Qiu Huoming's shoulder with interest, "You are so tall, you are the tallest man I have seen since I returned to China..."
Huang Xide smiled and said, "Okay, now we know each other. I'm going to get busy first. You two can chat slowly."
After saying that, he quickly returned to his desk and started typing on the keyboard again.
Teacher Xu finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Come on, Huo Ming, follow me to the laboratory."
Qiu Huoming followed him towards the laboratory.
Not long after walking, Teacher Xu suddenly stopped and said earnestly: "Don't underestimate Teacher Huang because he looks so lively. He has profound professional knowledge. During the two years he worked abroad, he happened to be engaged in the semiconductor industry, which is very consistent with our professional discipline..."
Qiu Huoming then understood why Teacher Xu pulled him out to talk. It turned out that he was afraid that he would be arrogant and disobey Huang Xide and start a dispute with him. It seemed that he didn't really want to take him to the laboratory.
"Teacher Xu, don't worry. I respect him very much. He gave up his superior life abroad and resolutely returned to China. This in itself is worthy of my respect."
Teacher Xu then extended his hand with relief... His hand froze in mid-air. He stood on tiptoe helplessly and patted Qiu Huoming's shoulder, "You are a student I value. I am very relieved that you think so... Let's go."
"Okay, then I'll go back first..." Qiu Huoming was stopped by him as soon as he turned around.
"I mean, follow me!"
"Are you really going to the lab?"
"Otherwise, we have received some spare parts from Hong Kong City. Go and choose some..."